Francis had more or less memorized Felicia's schedule. At a certain time, Felicia would attend a special class with Jane and Zeena. He took that opportunity to show up.
The moment Felicia departed, Francis emerged from his hiding spot and approached Allen and the others.
The sound of Francis' footsteps approached them, and one by one, they realized his presence and stopped their activities.
"That's... Prince Francis," murmured Fidelma.
"I wonder what business that boy has here," pondered Geirhild.
"Maybe he wants to join us for training!" said Sharik optimistically
"I don't know; I have a bad feeling from his smile," Geirhild continued.
Francis halted in front of them, puffing out his chest and standing tall with a touch of his waist.
"cough cough, Rejoice! Francis Ismenia Wildenhall extends an offer for you to join your group!"
With those words, a hush fell over everyone as they exchanged glances.
